I am the Son of God.
I was born, I saw and I fell;
That last part due to mythmakers
Who rejected my message.
My name was Judas, Son of God.
The lies against my name are many.
Some claim I was demon-seized
And sold the man named Jesus
For 30 pieces of silver.
Others say I was his cosmic twin,
Judas Didymus Thomas
Later denigrated to move the force
To the one and only.
Others yet call me Ormazd
To his Ahriman,
The dark side of a dualistic god.
And others still a ???
Fated to play out a role;
A reasoning pawn in a cosmic play.
All are wrong.
Rather —
I was the one, the Monogenetes,
I was the Son of God, the Word made flesh.
Am I jealous of the Nazarene?
But of course. I am the Word made flesh.
With good motive — emotions no less dark
Than my father Yahweh had against Sodom
And against the Amalekites, then against Saul.
I am the Son of God.
I am.
